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BUT WHERE ARE THE BASS GOING?!?

This is the time of year when the fishermen flaunt their wisdom upon the rest of us unwashed masses. Spring fishing. Ah, yes. You know, they’ll stroke their unshaven chins under their ancient felt hats, give one of those “I remember how it was in 1957” faraway looks, and intone with reverence:

“Walp . . . the lilacs are in bloom, so the bass are running.”

Fish out of water, and in a hurry? What for? It reminds me of all those bulls that run through those narrow streets in Spain, and makes about as much sense. Fish . . . running? What, with Nike swooshes on their fins?

I guess these fishermen like their little superstitions and traditions. All I know is, I’d rather smell an arm full of lilacs than an armful of fish, any old day.

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Prayer request: A young woman named Chris has found a lump in her skin that she fears may be cancer. She has had to have precancerous lesions removed from her skin in the recent past. Oh, Lord, she is so young! We pray in Jesus’ Name that this lump be something easy to fix and nothing to worry about. (Psalm 103:13)